Bramblepoint Tick tock- the clock keeps going

Backdated to September the 4th :)

After eating the herbs that would keep his hunger away for the coming hours he had left his new home- not for good. He had a mission now; a purpose. He felt wonderful like this, even if his reasons for going on this trip were rather grim. A kidnapped child was not something to feel happy about- but his selfish ego thought different about the situation. This was his chance to shine- to mean something to the Caldera like he had tried to do at the Keep.

When night came he had reached the Bramblepoint and settled for that night. The stars were his guide for now- but he could not see them under the tangles and leaves of the trees. It was better to rest for now, and soon he entered a colorful dream that took him to places he would not remember the next day.

When the sun was waking up, Trick was on the move again- his lithe body not struggling with maneuvering between the trees. He felt the effect of the herbs decreasing, but hunger had never been a problem for him. Green eyes scanned his surroundings- seeking for anyone that might tell him where Lucy was.